Martial Arts: 3000 Net Sword Slaves At The Start

After becoming Luo Song's adopted son, Luo Changfeng is no longer a humble little man.

But he is not satisfied, he wants more.

Three years ago, Luo Song married his 18-year-old daughter to his own son. This year, Luo Changfeng was 23 years old.

On the wedding night, Luo Changfeng made a sudden attack and put poison in the food and drinks of the wedding banquet, poisoning everyone in Luojiabao, as well as the guests who came to the wedding banquet.

Luo Song was poisoned and prostrated on the ground, looking at his most prudent adoptive son, he asked him why he did this.

Then Luo Changfeng said coldly: "Who told you not to marry my junior sister to me, who told you not to pass on my Luojiabao's unique Qinggong, since you are not kind to me, then don't blame me for being unrighteous."

After finishing speaking, he chopped off Luo Song's head with a single sword, regardless of the foster father who raised him for thirteen years.

After that, Luo Changfeng insulted the junior sister who grew up together, and then killed her, and burned the huge Luojiabao to nothingness.

Luo Changfeng's low self-esteem and extreme personality should be influenced by being a beggar when he was a child. In the end, this kind of personality turned into Yin Ke.

What is Yin Ke? It means that a person treats him well, but he doesn't care at all.

If a person treats him a little bit badly, he will remember it firmly, and then wait for an opportunity to retaliate.

This Luo Changfeng is such a person.

After being adopted as a adopted son by Luo Song, he has been hiding this aspect of his character.

Luo Song didn't teach him Qinggong, didn't marry his younger junior sister to him, all kinds of things made him extremely resentful and jealous.

The dark personality that had been suppressed for many years erupted and turned into raging anger, so much so that he did something that angered everyone.

Poor Luo Song spent his whole life in establishing the Luojiabao, but because of accepting an ambitious adopted son, all his families were wiped out.

From then on, Luo Changfeng no longer restrained his character. Relying on Luojiabao's unique Qinggong, he stepped on the moon to steal fragrances and became a thorough flower picker.

So far, it has been 3 years.

This year, Luo Changfeng is 26 years old.

 …

The ants yearn for the sky, and once they become feathers.

Or with a lot of accumulation and thin hair, it will soar into the sky and become a roc bird, soaring up to 90,000 miles.

Or complain about others, become greedy, and become a poisonous snake in the gutter. Although it is extremely venomous, it will never see the light of day again.

Adversity makes people grow, and only after suffering will they aspire to reach the top.

However, not every little person at the bottom will grow into a hero who is proud of the world.

This Luo Changfeng belongs to the latter. He is self-motivated, but his heart is blinded by inferiority complex and paranoia, his eyes are blinded by jealousy and resentment, so that he goes on the road of no return and becomes a poisonous snake in the gutter.

"Since it's confirmed that Luo Changfeng will go to Chengxi Martial Arts Hall, then we just need to sit back and wait."

"good."

Nangong Ye nodded.

"I don't think he'll show up in a few days."

There was silence in the attic, Nangong Ye turned around and looked at the Quanzhou Lake outside the window, the scenery was lush.

 …

Seven days later, late at night.

Tonight is not a full moon night, not a good day to kill.

Because there is no moonlight to set off, the flying blood cannot be seen when killing people.

Tonight, there is only one round of hooking the moon, like a sharp scimitar, hanging high in the sky.

The night was dark and silent.

The watchman carried a lantern, and after walking a few steps, he knocked on the clapper and said, "Heavenly Stems is dry, be careful of the candle."

The watchman is just a Common person, not even a third-rate Realm.

Passing by the door of the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall, he glanced enviously inside, then hurriedly bowed his head and left quickly.

If he wants to enter the Zhao Family Martial Arts Hall to learn martial arts, he needs 50 taels of silver per month, which is not something he can afford by himself.

He wants to send his own grandson to learn martial arts, which is tantamount to fantasy.

The gate of the martial arts hall was closed tightly, and there were two Martial Masters standing guard outside. It was already midnight, and the two of them were tired, and their eyelids seemed to have plumb weights hanging down.

The watchmen left, and the Martial Master on duty fell asleep, but they didn't notice that a black shadow had turned inside from the wall.

Because there were flower picking thieves breaking in before, the owner Zhao Huaikong arranged many Martial Masters to patrol at night in the past few days to prevent accidents.

However, everyone thought that the last time the flower picker was beaten away by them, he would definitely not dare to come back.

So the patrolling people didn't care, just walked through the motions at will, and then went back to sleep after the shift.

Under the cover of the night, Luo Changfeng wore a tight-fitting night jacket, walked through the rockery and the front yard, avoiding everyone's sight, and came to the backyard where the female relatives were.

He had already been here once last time, so he came again this time and knew the way.

He stuck a bamboo stick into the window and spewed a misty cloud of smoke into it.

When the effect of the medicine took effect, he took out his dagger and pried open the door, pushed the door open and entered.

Before picking flowers, he never used smoke. This time, just in case, it was the first time he used it.

The whole process was quiet, without making a single sound or disturbing anyone.

In a dark room, lit by a candle.

Luo Changfeng walked to the bed with a fire bag, and the woman on the bed had disheveled hair, and she was already unconscious.

"Hehe, beauty, here I come."

Luo Changfeng smiled evilly, and reached out to brush the hair off the woman's face.

However, when he saw the woman's face, Luo Changfeng's face was no longer happy, but gloomy.

Because the woman on the bed is not Zhao Xianxian, the daughter of Zhao Huaikong, the owner of the martial arts gym, but Zhao Xianxian's maid.

"Well, Zhao Huaikong, you actually played the trick of stealing dragons and turning phoenixes with me."

Knowing that he was being tricked, Luo Changfeng was furious, and he was no longer in the mood to have fun.

He stretched out his hand and broke the servant girl's neck, then turned and left.

The moment he turned around, his eyes flashed a bright light in the darkness, full of killing intent.

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